Remember Leather Tuscadero from Happy Days? I'm pretty sure I got her haircut today.
I asked for a few layers and ended up with something resembling a shag. Not exactly what I had in mind. And then I had to pay for it. Nothing like rubbing salt into the wound.
It's a tricky situation. It's too late for a redo, so do you say anything? You know the stylist is going to offer to "fix" it. Give me a second to think about that. Ummm, no.
Carly took one look after school and said, "Did you get your hair cut? I don't like it. It's . . . (pause) . . . ugly."
Really? I hadn't noticed.
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